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Chen Xiong never really left. He hid in the distance and watched secretly. When he saw the two pillars of light rising, Chen Xiong immediately rushed over. Jiang Feng had already thought of his arrival. When someone appeared behind him, Jiang Feng knew that it was Chen Xiong who had returned.

"You'd better take back what you just said, or you'll only delay yourself. Jiang Feng said without looking back.

Chen Xiong let out a sneer. He walked towards Jiang Feng, and a magic weapon also appeared in his hand. This magic weapon is a stick about two fingers thick and about one and a half meters long, with a fist-sized metal ball at each end.

While turning the stick in his hand, he walked forward. Chen Xiong also spoke: "A Jindan early stage monk, his tone is really not small. I just didn't want to meet you before, but I didn't expect you to really take yourself seriously. ”

"It's not that I take myself seriously, it's that you overestimate yourself and underestimate your opponent. If you don't want to die, it's better to do nothing. Jiang Feng said. He still didn't look back at Chen Xiong.

"Just because you're qualified to say such things to me? Let me teach you what death is. Chen Xiong said.

After the words fell, the stick in Chen Xiong's hand turned at high speed. During the rotation, Chen Xiong pushed forward with his hand, and the stick in his hand was pushed out of the way. This stick came directly towards Jiang Feng, and Chen Xiong's face already showed a look of victory.

Jiang Feng never looked back, even though the stick was flying towards him, he still didn't look back. It was just that when the stick was very close, a Huangquan sword burst out from Jiang Feng's body.

The Huangquan Sword, which was completely enveloped in black evil qi, carried a powerful sword qi and pierced directly through the fast-spinning stick. The sword qi spread out in all directions, forming a gust of wind. Chen Xiong, who had a smug look on his face, immediately stiffened.

The Huangquan Sword continued to fly towards Chen Xiong, and Chen Xiong's magic weapon had been broken into two pieces and was falling. At this time, Chen Xiong, who came back to his senses, immediately retreated quickly. At the same time, the two hands quickly formed the seal. But before Chen Xiong's spell was completed, on the ground behind Chen Xiong, a Huangquan sword burst out from the ground and went straight to Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong, who felt the sword qi behind him, showed a panicked look on his face. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. The Huangquan Sword directly pierced Chen Xiong's body. After that, Chen Xiong finished dodging.

Chen Xiong, who had regained his footing, lowered his head and looked at a bloody hole in his chest. He couldn't believe it was all true. Until now, he didn't understand why there would be a Huangquan Sword behind him. When he came, he had checked it with his divine sense, and he didn't find an ambush at all.

Now, when life is about to disappear, Chen Xiong somewhat understands. The Huangquan Sword should have been ambushed a long time ago. And he didn't find out, it could only show that Jiang Feng was stronger than him.

"You...... Hide...... It's so deep. Chen Xiong said such a sentence with difficulty, and his body fell.

Jiang Feng also turned around at this time and looked at the dead Chen Xiong. He walked over slowly, and when he reached Chen Xiong's side, he squatted down and took off Chen Xiong's storage bag, and took back the previous piece of Huangquan Ruijin from inside.

After a brief inspection of the storage bag, Jiang Feng took the storage bag as his own. Looking at Chen Xiong who died beside him, Jiang Feng said to himself: "I told you not to do it, but you didn't listen." I'm going to kill you. ”

After that, Jiang Feng turned around and began to make some arrangements around Du Feng and Fu Guodong. The Huangquan Sword that killed Chen Xiong before was arranged by Jiang Feng when Du Feng and Fu Guodong went to get the hundred-year-old Shouguang. Chen Xiongzifu's cultivation in the middle stage, facing Jiang Feng, whose real strength was much stronger than himself, would naturally not find anything.

As soon as I got some arrangements, another monk flew in. Jiang Feng had no choice but to stop. He turned slowly and looked at the monks who were falling to the ground one after another.

The 100-year-old Shouguang appeared in the place where a meteorite fell. There are many monks who go out to chase meteorites, and if Chen Xiong can find them, there will naturally be other monks who will find them. The monks who found the hundred-year-old Shouguang did not stay, they all left. Because they are afraid that a powerful monk will come, and they will throw themselves over and touch the 100-year-old life. and then refined his own flesh and blood. They didn't think anyone would take the risk of absorbing the 100-year-old Shouguang, so they didn't wait for the rabbit.

But I didn't expect that there were really people who absorbed the 100-year-old Shouguang. After seeing the pillar of light, the monks immediately rushed over to see who had absorbed the 100-year-old longevity.

One Jindan was an early monk, and two were very old, and their cultivation was very weak. There was also a corpse lying on the ground. This is what the monks who came saw it. They also saw that the early Jindan monk should be protecting the two old monks.

"It turned out to be two solid foundation period monks, what kind of powerful figure should I be. One monk said with a look of disappointment.

"The fluctuations of cultivation are not only weak, but also very fluctuating. It is estimated that none of them have really reached the consolidation period. It seems that these two old things are alive for a few days. ”

"If you can still live, you won't absorb the 100-year-old life. Maybe the two of them just want to rely on their own cultivation to become weak, and no one will refine the two of them before absorbing them. ”

"If cultivation is weak, no one will refine? I don't think so. Even if the cultivation is weak, after refining, the hundred-year-old Shouguang can still bring a lot of benefits. A new monk said.

Monks, you said everything you said, and you didn't take Jiang Feng seriously at all. The cultivation of these monks is only the golden pill period. Jiang Feng really didn't understand why they didn't take themselves seriously. Is it possible to be strong in a small realm, or if there are more people, can you ignore others?

Du Feng and Fu Guodong, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, took a look at the more than ten monks who were going to come here. Both of them sneered in their hearts, and then lowered their heads slightly, no longer looking at them.

In their hearts, Du Feng and Fu Guodong were despising those monks. The two of them knew very well that the fluctuation of their cultivation was not a solid foundation period. The reason why it is regarded as the foundation consolidation period is because these monks are too weak to see the real phenomenon. If there are monks in the Tribulation Period, they must be able to see that the fluctuations in the cultivation of Du Feng and Fu Guodong are the peak of the Tribulation Period. It's just that if there is nothing, it is in a very unstable state. In the eyes of those who are weak in cultivation, this becomes the foundation consolidation period.

Look at these monks who come alone, or in groups of two or three. Jiang Feng waited for those people to speak for a while before he took action.

A kick knocked over Chen Xiong's body, exposing Chen Xiong's front. Jiang Feng pointed at Chen Xiong and said, "Everyone, please take a look at this person." He was a mid-Purple Mansion monk. It was because I wanted to refine the two people behind me that I died here. If you don't want to be like him, then go. ”

The monks all looked at Chen Xiong's corpse. Du Feng and Fu Guodong also raised their heads. The two of them looked at Jiang Feng's back, and then both of them shook their heads slightly. The two of them quickly lowered their heads again.

The reason why Du Feng and Fu Guodong shook their heads was because of what Jiang Feng said just now. The two of them also sighed in their hearts. Because the two of them knew that no matter what Jiang Feng said, it was useless. The two of them were feeling sorry for Jiang Feng for doing these useless things and for not recognizing the true face of the Immortal Cultivation Realm

Chen Xiong is quite famous among the loose cultivators. Many monks recognized Chen Xiong. After finding out that Chen Xiong was dead, they were a little surprised. They were all observing Jiang Feng, but no matter how they thought about it, they didn't think that Jiang Feng would be able to kill Chen Xiong.

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat. These two old guys, our brothers and sisters want them. Get out of the way. Two male monks, one tall and one short, walked out. The tall man in one of them said what he had just said.

"I'm not interested in two old fellows. But I'm very interested in Chen Xiong's storage bag. A middle-aged male monk spoke. The man said as he walked slowly forward.

When the two people, one tall and one short, stared at the middle-aged monk together. Several more monks pressed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and opened them again two seconds later. He raised his hand, and a sword aura emanated from his fingers. Then shaking his arm, Jiang Feng drew a circle with sword qi around him.

"Half a step into this circle will be considered an enemy killing. Jiang Feng said as he sat cross-legged on the ground.